No one drinks my tea anymore.
No one asks for my tea anymore.
I am the only one now.
I am the only one drinking my tea.
I used to make tea for you.
Now my tea is all for me.
I’ve started some new big pieces and I am VERY stoked on them! Such a great feeling.
we share a secret language.
Within structure we find sophistication, but if we dare to discover a place without structure.. we may find freedom.
The sweet smell of peaches in the morning.
Sleeping in my new apartment…. The ice maker just scared the shit out of me. If this were a normal situation I would run down the hall screaming for Chloe. Living alone = not normal.
Umm.. I don’t think that would be really all that lame. Are you considering the same spot too? That may be a little lame if we know each other.
I don’t think so… But we all have a privilege to our own opinions. I have found putting my energy toward simplicity in many acts of life to be rewarding.
Thanks! I love it more every day.